Devils and Angels (GG Reboot)

Chapter 3

"Ms. Keller is a fucking ass!" I announce as I storm over to our table in the courtyard for lunch.

 "What'd you get on the paper?" Julien asks. 

"An A minus." I huff. 

"I got an A plus." Westin remarks smirking at me. 

"She wrote your analysis was good but at times felt very surface level. Dig deeper. What more is there to dig into? Romeo was an idiot. Juliet was an idiot. Together they made one big idotic couple who got what was coming to them." I exclaim. 

Aki chuckles before saying "Look, I know you and Wes take your grades very seriously which is great and all but an A is still good." 

"I just feel like she has it out for me. I mean she ALWAYS has something to say to me. It's not like I tell her how awful her outfits are to her face like Monet and Luna." 

"Well you do write mean tweets about them." Aki speaks up again. 

"I've never @ her, though. They are indirectly about her." I reason. 

Westin laughs at my struggle. 

Screw you brother. 

"So are you gonna talk to her about your grade?" Julien further questions.

 "There are about five million things that I'd rather do than that. Like -" I start but get cut off as my friends all seem to look at someone or something behind me. 

"Hello? What's going on-" I continue but I suddenly feel a tap on my shoulder.

 I quickly turn around in my seat only to come face to face with Luke. 

"Hey. Willow. Do you have a second?" he asks me, scratching the back of his neck. 

I turn back to my friend group to see their reaction. 

Max looks...angry? 

I grab my phone and say "Sure." Luke then leads us to a hallway right outside the courtyard.

 "Um, how are you doing today?" he asks me. 

"Good. And you?" I answer. 

"Oh, I'm doing well. I just would like to let you know that I've decided to take you up on that offer. You know, being my art tutor or whatever." he explains.

 "Oh? That's great. What do you specifically need help with?" I question pulling a piece of hair behind my ear.

 "I could use a model for my sketching assignment. And considering you are an actual model. I thought you could be really helpful." he continues. 

"Well, one I'm not an actual model, just a brand ambassador." I giggle lightly. 

"And two I would be honored to help. When were you thinking about meeting up?" 

"You got plans Saturday?" he questions. 

I sigh realizing I do. 

"Actually, Saturday is my father's company's annual brunch but you can come as my guest. We'd only need to stay for like an hour and then we could go back to yours?" I question biting my lip slightly.

 "Yeah, that sounds good. We can do that." he says. 

"Great, I'll text you the details." I state getting ready to walk away. 

"Wait!" he exclaims, grabbing onto my wrist. 

"We've never exchanged numbers." he informs me. 

I take a pen out of my bag and grab the palm of his hand writing my number on it.